sexta-feira, 21 de fevereiro de 2020

Numb

Cloused eyes;
Lying down on the floor;
[Silence]
I can hear her;

Her lips;
Out side of the window;
Her finger tips;
Am'I naked?

Blindness;
Chained;
None blood in my vains;
Something touches my chest;

Motionless and deaf;
You sing silently of hard times;
My verses;
Dying without rhymes;

Where are you?
Somehow I am still here;
Don't you feel the darkness?
Don't you hear this silence?

May I go?

                                                                            Denis Eduardo